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Tuesday, January 30, 2007

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Friday, November 10, 2006

Oscar Bin Laden

How Wal-Mart Banned a Terrorist Look-Alike

By Karen Naundorf

Wal-Mart is making life difficult for Oscar Brufani, a 52-year-old man who makes his living delivering potato chips in Buenos Aires. One of the corporation's store managers thinks he looks like Osama bin Laden -- and won't let him come near her store.

Oscar Brufani delivers potato chips in Buenos Aires -- and he looks a lot like Osama bin Laden.
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Karen Naundorf

Oscar Brufani delivers potato chips in Buenos Aires -- and he looks a lot like Osama bin Laden.

Oscar Brufani has only shaved three times in his life -- the first time when he was 18 and needed to have his picture taken for his passport. He felt naked.

The second time came when he was given a medical examination. He felt humiliated. And to this day he still regrets the third time: He was 24 years old and wanted to do his wife a favor. She was pleased, but their three little daughters ran away -- frightened by the man with the bare chin. It was then that Brufani swore to himself he would never shave off his beard again.

And so he let it grow. And now his face has become a legal issue. It's keeping lawyers busy, as well as Argentina's National Institute against Discrimination, Xenophobia and Racism. Oscar Brufani, a normal man with a beard, finds himself fighting a multinational corporation. His fellow Argentinians are backing him -- thinking the North Americans must have a few screws loose -- and he's on the evening news. Brufani would never have thought his beard could cause quite so much trouble.

True, at the end of the 1970s, during Argentina's military dictatorship, soldiers yanked him out of a truck by his beard once -- men with beards were considered left-wing subversives then. But Brufani was never one of those people who used their face to make a political statement; he just wanted to look the way he did. So he started avoiding military checkpoints. He didn't want trouble.

His beard may be long, but it's hygienic, the now 52-year-old Brufani says. He washes it with shampoo every morning to make sure it smells good. It's 34.5 centimetres (14 inches) long and graying -- parts of it are already white. When he's at work, he tucks it inside his shirt the way other people tuck their tie inside their sweater.

Brufani is a self-employed small businessman who supplies all the major markets in southern Buenos Aires with potato chips. Being on time is the most important part of his job. Things always worked out well for Oscar Brufani -- until October 2004.

He was standing next to his truck in the delivery area of a Wal-Mart in La Plata. He had just unloaded his crates and wanted to go home. All he needed was the delivery receipt. But the store manager kept him waiting. She had been talking to two Wal-Mart controllers from the United States.

Those crazy Yanks

Brufani already noticed the two men in suits when he was unloading his crates: They were staring at him. They eyeballed him, whispered to each other, looked at him again. Then they went to the store manager's office.

"You can't work here anymore. Orders from upstairs," the store manager said when she finally arrived at the car park, Brufani remembers. He asked whether he had done anything wrong, and she told him no -- the problem was his beard. "The controllers think you look like Osama bin Laden. If you appear on any of the images recorded by the security cameras, I'll lose my job."

Those North Americans are nuts, Brufani thought to himself. Do they really think bin Laden would spend his time delivering chips to a Wal-Mart store in La Plata?

The next day, security personnel refused to let him enter the delivery area. To this day, Brufani still doesn't understand why. He's an Argentinian, the son of Italian immigrants; a cross hangs on the wall of his living room. All he knows about bin Laden is that he's a terrorist and lives in hiding -- in caves whose walls aren't decorated with crosses.

Brufani continues delivering chips to his usual customers -- except for the Wal-Mart store in La Plata, which refuses to open its gates to him. For Brufani, that's a disaster.

"I have to deliver to Wal-Mart. Otherwise I'll go out of business," he says. So he hires a driver and hides under the dashboard to explain to him where and how to deliver.

Taking on Wal-Mart

He keeps hoping the people at Wal-Mart will come to their senses, and tries repeatedly to enter the delivery area himself -- to no avail. In August, he decided he had had enough and he hired a lawyer. The lawyer is from a small firm, but he's experienced in this type of case. He once represented a victim of defamation -- a Jewish man who wasn't allowed to enter a supermarket. The issue was settled out of court.

Brufani hopes his own problem will be solved in the same way -- out of court, quietly and quickly. Maybe, he thinks, he'll even get some compensation.

But so far, it's not even clear that Wal-Mart is violating any regulations. Is it really a crime to claim that Brufani looks like a top terrorist and that you don't want to get your chips delivered from someone who looks that way? It's an unusual situation -- one that may not be covered by Argentina's anti-discrimination legislation, since Brufani is suffering neither religiously motivated nor racist discrimination. His lawyer would like to talk to Wal-Mart, but the Americans aren't answering his calls.


A press release issued by the corporation states that Brufani's charge is unfounded. The brief statement also refers to Wal-Mart's dress code, but it doesn't explain how, exactly, Brufani is supposed to have violated that code.

Brufani has never tried to shop at Wal-Mart. He says he prefers rival chain stores, where he's welcomed and treated like any other customer. Last year, one of the store managers even greeted him personally as he stood at the checkout.

"We've seen you on our surveillance cameras," the young woman said. And then she offered him a job: "Would you like to work for us as Santa Claus?"


Wednesday, August 30, 2006

 

I am here waiting.

You people tell me when yall are ready to start using this site again and I will be here.

Untill then I am blogging on MySpace.

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Monday, August 28, 2006

Currently Listening
A Collection of Songs Written and Recorded 1995-1997
By Bright Eyes
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"it's hard to be a man when you are scared like a little kid"

it all comes down to trust and influance

 


Friday, August 25, 2006

Currently Listening
Crisis
By Alexisonfire
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from starbucks to love to dreams (revisited)

I was thinking this morning about how long it had been since the last time I had written a blog that was really about anything other than my selfish problems. Don't even know the last time I had writen anything deep enough to get your toes wet. I went to look at my DeviantArt page and saw the last blog I posted on there. I thought it was great. It was back from January 20th. I know this is random, but I am just going to repost it.

 

 

"...if this scene were a parish you'd all be condemned..."


Last night, while on my break from work, I drove to the Starbucks in Bossier. I ordered myself a Mocha Frappuccino® (double blended of course). I took my oh so yummy beverage and had a seat in one of the oh so comfortable chairs. Upon taking a look around the room, I noticed that there were two couples (couples, as in a man and woman together, not necessarily an item tho). I am not one for listening in on peoples conversations, but it is hard to help when you are by yourself and you can easily hear someone else in the room. I could tell that the one couple had obviously just recently met, or at least just now decided to take the time to get to know each other. She was telling him about her family and home life etc etc etc. What was the other couple talking about you might ask yourself. Well, I really don't know. They were on the other side of the room. Now I bet you are wondering why I told this seemingly pointless story. These were people, not needing anything but another person to talk to. No tv. No radio. No video games. No movie theatre. Nothing but themselves, sitting with a drink (non alcoholic that is), talking. Why does it seem so hard to find people who can actually do that now a days. How nice it must be to have someone you can just sit and carry on an intelligent conversation with. By intelligent conversation, I don't mean discussing how drunk they got the night before or the crazy party they went to the weekend before. Sorry, you might think that is intelligent, I just find it ignorant. Once again, another endangered species in this town, someone who can actually do that.



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Everyone seems to be back on the trend of filling out surveys on Xanga and MySpace again. Two of the constant questions I notice are, "Have you ever said 'I love you' and actually meant it?" and "Have you ever been in love?" I started to sit and think of these two questions.

Hmmm. "I love you." Three simple words. Three simple words that I totally hate people just tossing around like they mean nothing. Three simple words that I hate hearing from someone and knowing they are just using it is a generic goodbye of sorts. Three simple words that I try my very best to never say unless I really mean it. So I sat and I thought about those words. I realized that I can easily name someone that I have said that to many a time lately and truly meant it. I think about that and I come to the conclusion that yes, I have said it, yes, I have meant it, and yes I feel that personally, I truly have come to the realization of what those three little words mean.

Now, to be "in love," that is a totally different thing all together. I think that you can love someone with all of your heart, but not be "in love." Maybe everyone who reads this will disagree, probably many, maybe not. To me, to be "in love" seems to be more of a mutual thing. I don't see how you can be "in love" with someone who does not feel the same way about you. Maybe obsessed, confused, but not "in love." To be in love would be where both people have that extreme love for each other and are both willing to do whatever it takes for that love to live on between the two of them. To do whatever it takes to make each other happy. Whatever to be together. That to me, is truly being "in love." Basically being able to completely show and give that love that you have for the person and receiving the same thing in return. Someone may comment me and say "I completely loved _____ and know I was in love, yet they did not feel the same way." I will straight up say I don't believe you. Puppy love. Temporary infatuation. Whatever. Yes, I do think that this love can die. People change, and that changes how people feel. People do totally stupid things that can also change how things are. Totally opinion. But because this is my opinion, of course I think it is true. But hey, I can not say that I have ever been "in love," so maybe someday when I can actually say that I will change my opinion of this entire thing.



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A lady at work said I was in her dream last night . . . . crying.





"an absence of pain is not pleasure"

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